Julia

I was returning from my three day trip yesterday and I had this feeling that I needed to call her. I had sent her a card and it was returned with the correct address. Julia is my Grandmother who is sick with cancer. It wasn't that long ago I talked to her on the phone. For some reason we had a very long conversation and I even put Mike on the phone to talk to her. I remember afterwards he commented on what a great lady she is. I had been planning to take a trip to visit her since I knew she didn't have long to live. I even sent her some pictures of us and the cats a month ago so she could see what was going on in my life. She is not on facebook and I thought she would enjoy the pictures. She never commented on them so I don't know how she felt. While I was driving I did call her, and the message that her phone number had changed came up. I called my Dad and asked if Mom and Dad knew anything and they only knew that when they stopped by a few weeks ago she was not home. I had a bad feeling about this and it only got worse when I got to the bowling alley. Dad called and left a message that Julia had died. It really has put me in a funk of sorts. She was trying to tell me that I needed to come visit. I was delaying because of various things including training and vacation bible school. For some reason I really feel guilty that I didn't just get on a plane and go to see her before she was gone. Life gets in the way. I know that I totally don't get it. What is important that is. I have too many hobbies on top of my job which takes such a high percentage of my time. In our conversation we talked about her health, she wasn't eating much. Her kitty was one thing that made her happy but she was worried about what to do about him when she could no longer care for him. I called the flight office and I am going to take off and go to Lexington on Sunday. We are going to Cincinnati for the funeral. I am happy that she is in a better place. I am not happy with myself that I didn't get to see her before she was gone.